We usually head up to our cabin for Memorial Weekend, but thanks to our stake for planning seminary graduation on Sunday we got to stay home. Friday Taryn drove out to Duchesne with me to place flowers on my Father's grave. It was nice to be able to talk to her for a few hours and I appreciated the company.
Saturday Steve and Taylor went down to help his mom do fence, so Taryn came to my rescue again and we hiked up to Timp cave and back down. I realized if I'm going to hike the Grand Canyon this fall I need to be in much better shape.
Sunday we went to Taylor's graduation and then on Monday we took the boat out to Utah Lake. It's always a worrying wondering if I'm going to be able to get up and ski the first time of the year, but I'm happy to report that both me and Grandpa got up on the first try. I won't say that we skied long but we did get up.
Taylor and Taryn each took their turn. Taryn on the wake-board and Taylor on the skim skate. But mostly we sat around and talked. Since it wasn't that warm we didn't really worry about sun-screen and I am a lovely beet red color.
Taylor doesn't sit still very well.
That night we saw that he is very talented and flexiable for a guy and can put his legs behind his head. Yes we do get bored. Heather and Kevin and the girls spent the weekend up at the cabin with his family.